DISCLAIMER:
Stephenie Meyers owns Twilight, I own the laptop that wrote this baby.
A special thanks to Lady Tazz for pre-reading and to my beta crazierthanu you both rock. I would have never had the courage to post this without you ladies.
Chapter 1
Leaving the Sun
I pulled down the shade to the window on the plane. I sat back with a huff and grabbed my favorite book Wuthering Heights. I opened it to the place I left off and pretended to read. I was not in the mood to read, watch a movie or do anything actually. I didn't even find comfort in talking to my Mom like I usually did.
My Mom, Renee, was my best friend. She was like having another teenager in the house. She was the same height as me but with lighter, shorter hair. She was free-spirited and often took me on wild adventures which I loved every minute of.
We would spend hours just talking together about everything, even the guys I liked or went out with a few times. I would cry to her when my friends and I would get into arguments. I could tell her everything.
Now though when I look at her I can't help but think I let her down.
I am the reason we are moving to Forks, Washington. My family had to uproot their whole lives because of my actions. As soon as my Mom told my Dad we had to move, he started looking for work.
Dad worked for the Phoenix PD up 'til 3 days ago. He was working his way to becoming a detective back in Phoenix, where he would have made a lot more money. Instead of that he is going to be the Chief of Police in a town that only has a little over 3000 people. I had 2500 students just in my school alone in Arizona.
He told me he had dreamt of moving to a smaller town for many years, but my Mom would never agree to it.
Charlie and I are a lot alike. I'm definitely my father's daughter. He has dark brown hair and big chocolate brown eyes, which my Mom said that made her fall in love with him.
My dad is a man of few words and never invades my privacy. I know my Dad would do anything for me, hence our move to Forks.
"Sweetie, I know you are not reading that book since you have been staring at it for the last twenty minutes," my Mom said to bring me out of my reverie," are you worried about starting school on Monday?"
If, that was my biggest problem -school. A new town, a new school, it was what I was looking forward to. I could go in being plain Jane and no one would have any idea that I was once a popular girl. I was looking forward to blending in with all the other kids as Bella, girl next door, nothing special.
In Phoenix I was Isabella. I was head cheerleader and voted Most Popular. My friends were the cheer team and football players. We had our own table at lunch that no one else would ever occupy. We went and did everything together. Even the teachers looked the other way when we walked in late to class. Being undefeated in both football and cheer, we ruled the school.
"I'm not worried about starting school Mom, I feel terrible for having caused you and Dad to leave everything," I told her. She wrapped her arms around me and I put my head on her shoulder.
"Don't be silly, baby, your Dad always wanted to move to a small town anyway. I am the city girl, and I suppose you are too, but we will do fine. I hear they have a mall in Port Angeles. Maybe we can take a day trip there and buy new clothes. We are going to need something warmer than what we brought," Mom said, trying to convince herself and me.
I nodded 'yes' and sat back in my chair.
I was going to miss my best friend, Jacob the most. He was not in the popular group, but was a great friend to me.
I loved spending time with him and we were always together. Since the age of 5 we were always either at my house or his. He used to be a scrawny, shirtless kid with long jet-black hair. He loved to play in the mud and fix bikes in his garage.
Recently he had cut his hair, wearing it in spikes. He also had begun to work out constantly, resulting in extreme buff-ness and hotness. He was a year younger than I was, and it was my job to fight the skanks who hounded him.
He was too nice of a guy and I felt he deserved much better.
I loved spending time in his garage watching him fix cars, which he said made him older. Whatever.
Jacob was the only one who knew where we were moving to. I think we were going to spend a lot of time text messaging. I was going to miss my 'sunshine'.
When we called the school to register me, they informed us that they had a buddy system when someone new started. They've got to be kidding me right? I told them I didn't need it but they insisted. I don't think they usually get very many new students and they were excited to use their buddy system.
I was to meet a Mary Alice Brendon… no Brandon? Someone…in the office on Monday morning.
Before I knew it the 'fasten seatbelt light' came on and the captain informed us that we were going to start our descent to Sea-Tac airport. From there it was another hour drive into Forks.
I hoped our stuff had already arrived at the house.
Charlie…oh, my Dad, (don't tell him I call him Charlie behind his back)., said the movers left 3 days ago to arrive before us.
I put my book away and grabbed my purse so that when the doors opened I was the first one off the plane. I always felt claustrophobic on planes.
I made my way down the terminal to where the luggage ended up and I waited. I grabbed all of our luggage before my Mom and Dad finally came down to help.
I wanted to get home and start unpacking. It would take my mind off of everything that was going on.
Charlie rented a car to take us into Forks. He sold our car in Phoenix and was buying a new one tomorrow. He said I could go with him to pick it out, which I was kind of excited about. I hoped that he would get a cool car and let me drive it sometimes.
We piled all our things in the rental and made the trip to Forks. I fell asleep in the back, waking up when we pulled up to the house. My mom was giggling and calling my name.
"Isabella, wake up sleepy head we are home! You're talking in your sleep again, silly girl. And no, Icky Vicky is not here," she said.
Why was I dreaming about Victoria? It was probably a nightmare. I don't remember, just thinking of her gave me chills.
I stretched my arms and got out of the car to look at my new house.
This house was a lot bigger than my house back in Phoenix.
It was two stories, was white on the outside with green trim. Our old house had just 2 small rooms. This one had 3 rooms, and my room was a lot bigger than my old one. It also had a walk-in closet.
Now if I had this back in Phoenix I would have been in heaven. But I just couldn't come to care about a closet any more. When I packed to leave for Forks, I threw out most of my clothes. Designer jeans and brand name tops was the old me. I kept the essentials and tossed the rest. I was turning over a new leaf and what was important to me then was not what was important to me now. I had my own bathroom which I loved. A girl needs her own, right? Who wants to share a bathroom with her Dad? My bed was already in my room with a few boxes. I looked for my bedding and made the bed.
The kitchen was a girl's dream comes true. It was huge with an Island in the middle, big stove, separate oven and a fridge that look like a cabinet with wood paneling on the outside.
I loved to cook. I had been cooking since I was about 11 years old. My Mom hated cooking, so we used to eat out all the time. One day I was so tired of it that I told her I wanted to cook.
After that, she enrolled me in a cooking class for kids and I was off making my own meals. My grandma also taught me a lot. Now I don't cook all the time, but when I do, I love it.
I was about to lie down when my Mom said we were going to the small diner in town to eat since all the stuff was still packed.
I went and got in the car to wait for my parents, hoping they would hurry. I was kind of hungry after all.
The diner was a small family owned business. Only a few kids were there, laughing and talking while they ate their food. I figured that they probably went to my new school.
The waitress came by and asked if we were passing through. My Dad told her that he was going to be the new chief of police.
Everyone in the place turned around, hearing that. My cheeks blushed a bright pink.
She welcomed us and said dessert was on the house. The food was good and the berry cobbler was to die for.
After eating, I was stuffed and ready to go home to get to sleep. My Dad thanked her, paid the bill and we were on our way home.
Once we were home, I crawled into bed and turned out the lights.
The sounds were different. Instead of the sounds of passing cars, I was met with wind, rain, creaking trees and wolves. And owls?
I also missed the brightness of the city lights.
I pulled the blanket up over my head and covered my ears with a pillow, falling into a deep slumber.
A/N:
So there you go the first chapter to my first story. I will be hiding under a rock if you need me.
